191: C191 What Are You Mumbling about

C191 What Are You Mumbling about

The heavens had been destroyed!

When Xu Liusu said these three words, he used the Spiritual Strength's power on his chest. With a roar of Lei Zhen, his voice exploded into the sky!

Thunderclaps! The Ancient Jiang people only felt that their eardrums had been damaged. The weak ones quickly covered their ears, not daring to take on the might of the thunder.

However, what was the use of tightly covering their ears? Each and every one of them had pale white faces and their orifices were bleeding. Their faces were filled with deep fear.

If her fame was like that, then what about her cultivation?

Was he really a young man? Or was the talent of the people in the Central Plains exceptional?

If that was the case, it would be much stronger than the Ancient Jiang territory.

At this time, the people of Ancient Jiang also had this thought in their minds.

Suddenly.

Their palms were in intense pain as they were sent flying backwards while spitting out blood. They were like sandbags that had been blown apart, scattering everywhere. The heavy net that they formed produced strange sounds.

The young man's face remained the same as the muscles on his arms bulged. When the Spear Light condensed into a single point, it immediately turned into a sky full of spear shadows.

The spear shadows gathered like a beam of light that shot into the sky like a pillar supporting the heavens. The Nine Layered Heavens surged upwards and collided heavily with the blade net.

With a loud rumbling sound, the blade net strangely shook and the cracks instantly spread out, extinguishing the light and dissipating it!

Moreover, the spear shadows didn't seem to want to weaken at all. They took advantage of the wind and broke the waves to break the space, and then smashed towards the Ancient Jiang man.

"No!"

The Ancient Jiang man let out a cry of shock. Who would have thought that the Ancient Jiang Secret Technique, Blade Sky Network, would be unable to hold this brat back.

Even if he could not be trapped, it was impossible for him to wipe away his own life with a flip of his hand!

However, the blame lay with the Ancient Jiang men's carelessness.

He did not even have the time to prepare for it and was smashed flat by the spear shaft. His bones were crushed into dust, his flesh turned into a bloody mess and he became a pile of flesh and blood.

"..."

Quiesce...

It was as if the air had stopped flowing.

At this moment, besides silence, the jungle was silent.

At this moment, there were only three people alive — Xu Liusu, Ling Hao, and Lin Qingwu.

All that was left was a pile of corpses.

The whole process was witnessed by Ling Hao and Lin Qingwu. Unknowingly, they had become numb with shock.

Who would have thought that when the two people in desperate straits were about to die, they would be saved by this young man in white?

From the looks of it, this young man was only in his twenties …

His face was filled with a mountain-like calmness and killing intent.

Holding the spear in his hand, he had practically become one with the young man and was unable to differentiate between the two.

"Uncle Ling, are we safe? Did he save us? "2

Lin Qingwu blinked her beautiful eyes. The ground was filled with corpses, yet she was not afraid.

For some unknown reason, she seemed to be attracted by this youth's aura and couldn't shift her gaze away.

Ling Hao also sighed: "It's safe for now... However, Qingwu, you must not let down your guard. You still can't tell if he's an enemy or a friend. This person is ruthless and merciless. He might not be a good person. "

Lin Qingwu came back to her senses after she said that, clenching her small mouth tightly and not daring to make a sound.

As for Ling Hao, he carefully looked at the young man, puzzled: "Hm? Qingwu, look, what is he doing? "

When Lin Qingwu heard this, she was also taken aback.

He saw the white-clothed youth standing in the wind with his hands clasped together, bowing to the stump by the wooden bucket.

Worship was Buddhist etiquette.

In Xu Liusu's previous life, it was a peaceful time without any wars.

So in this life.

He killed, but he was in awe of life.

It was just a habit.

"Uncle Ling, do you feel that he's alone …" "Look, he's also using a black long spear." Lin Qingwu's pupils constricted as she recalled something.

"Nope, Qingwu. I know you're talking about Brother Xu, but he doesn't match up at all with the person in front of me. There are many people who use spears in martial arts, but this young man's methods are very similar to Xu Xiaoyuv."

Ling Hao said nervously, "Maybe they are the same kind of people."

"Gurgle, gurgle. Say something else!"

At this moment, Ling Hao and Lin Qingwu suddenly heard a voice.

When he turned around to look, he saw that the young man in white was already heading towards them.

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